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Chapter 800

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"The first floor is Mr. Bai, the second floor is a Red Specter, and the third floor is a group of invisible monsters. What will be on the fourth floor?"

Chen Ge stood alone in the corridor. He did not even dare breathe too loudly. His pupils narrowed, and his muscles tensed.

"Since I'm already here, I might as well take a look."

Moving his feet, Chen Ge's figure was slowly swallowed up by the darkness.

In the dark corridor, the only source of light came from the elevator monitor. The red number was like a smiling face that had been cut open by a knife. It could not be healed, and it could only smile with pain.

Creak …

After walking a few steps, Chen Ge discovered another room related to art — the model storage room.

The door was not closed tightly, and there was a small gap. It felt like someone was leaning against the door to peek at him.

Chen Ge slowly pushed open the wooden door, and the scene inside the room was rather strange.

There was no experiment equipment, only pieces of white cloth that 'stood up'. It gave the impression that people were standing inside the room with the white cloth over their heads.

"This is?"

Chen Ge approached without hesitation. He reached out to remove the white cloth that was closest to him. He wanted to know what was underneath the white cloth, but he was afraid that the thing underneath the white cloth would be very dangerous. Therefore, he had no choice but to take the risk. He wanted to make the first move before the other party could react.

The white cloth slid down, and underneath it was a human sculpture that had been skinned.

"This does not appear to be made from plaster or artificial glue." Chen Ge frowned slightly. Under the white cloth was a human sculpture that had no skin.

The muscles were in a state of exertion, and the blood vessels weaved through the flesh. It was very realistic, and every detail was reproduced.

"Don't tell me the art students at this school use this thing to practice drawing?"

He looked at the human sculpture, and the sculpture looked back at him. The pair of eyes that were sunk into the blood vessels and bones stared at Chen Ge.

"The paint storage room has rows of paint with the smell of blood, and the model storage room has a bunch of skinned models. I don't even dare to imagine what will be inside the art activity room at the end."

After covering the area with the white cloth again, Chen Ge learned his lesson from last time. He did not stay in the same place for too long and left immediately.

When he turned around to close the door, his eyes scanned the interior of the model storage room. A piece of white cloth had fallen to the ground, and the item inside was nowhere to be found.

After leaving the model storage room, Chen Ge found the drawing paper storage room on the other side of the corridor. It was filled with half-processed or already completed 'oil painting paper'.

Touching it with his hand, the surface of the processed "oil painting paper" was smooth. He didn't know what was smeared on it.

What alarmed Chen Ge was the unprocessed and half-processed "oil painting paper." These "papers" felt very similar to human skin.

Without staying for long, Chen Ge wiped his hands on his uniform and left the room.

"What exactly is this laboratory building used for?"

Chen Ge continued to walk forward and finally found the art room at the end of the corridor.

"Just as I guessed."

After successfully finding the art activity room, Chen Ge had already achieved half of his goal of entering the laboratory building.

He hurried forward and pushed the door open.

The wooden door opened, and there were thirteen easels in the room. The walls were covered with different kinds of paintings.

At first glance, it looked like a normal art room, but upon closer inspection, one would realize that there were many scary details hidden inside the room.

There were all kinds of strange paintings on the wall. There were human faces, twisted souls, human figures, and mutated bodies. The contents of the paintings were all different, but all the people or 'ghosts' in the paintings were, without exception, upside down.

The background of the paintings was upright, but the people in the paintings were inverted. They appeared to be living in another world, and the paintings were merely their shadows.

The paintings that filled the walls gave Chen Ge an indescribable shock. Walking among them, his eyes were drawn, and he felt like he was walking through a nightmare.

He came to the center of the art room. The thirteen easels held thirteen unfinished paintings, and three of them attracted Chen Ge's attention.

One of them was a painting of two inverted doors, one blood red, and the other normal.

Both doors were open, and inside the door stood an artist holding a pen. He lowered his head to look at his inverted self like he was thinking about something.

The name of the painting was called 'Me on the other side of the door.' Underneath the title was a line of messy, bloody words — 'Enough despair will open the door. If the despair is cleared away, will the door return to normal?'

This painting was the only one that Chen Ge had found that had the name of the painting on it. Obviously, the artist knew about the existence of the door.

The second painting that attracted Chen Ge's attention was quite scary. It was the painting of this art room.

In the upper half of the painting, the thirteen painters were sitting on the chairs drawing, and the lower half of the painting was a sea of blood. The thirteen painters had died in different ways, and they had died on their chairs. The most suffocating thing was, in the upper half of the painting, the painters had painted their own horrible deaths.

These painters seem to know what will happen to them, but they continue to paint. Is it because the result has already been decided and cannot be changed?

The third painting that attracted Chen Ge's attention was the least finished. The upper half was a child standing facing a mirror. The world around him was normal, but the surface of the mirror was blood red. The child in the mirror was covered in blood, and he was slapping the surface of the mirror heavily.

The lower half was still the child. The world around him was red, and only the mirror before him was clean and bright. He was slapping the surface of the mirror, trying to strangle the uninjured self in the mirror.

I've seen a blood red mirror in the maintenance room before. The mirror at the School of the Afterlife has the same function as the door? No, I seem to have missed something important!

Chen Ge knew that a four-star scenario was different from the previous three-star scenarios. Many of his previous experiences were no longer applicable.

The door and the mirror, the blood door and the blood red mirror behind the door …

The clues in his mind slowly connected, and a bold speculation appeared in Chen Ge's heart.

"Maybe I should keep this painting." There was another reason why Chen Ge paid so much attention to the third painting. At the bottom of the painting, there was the name of the painter — Lin Sisi.

This painting was probably painted by the real Lin Sisi, and solving the mystery surrounding Lin Sisi would be very helpful to Chen Ge's understanding of the world behind the door. In fact, one could say that this was the main mission that he had given himself.

His hand reached toward the easel. Before Chen Ge touched the painting, a huge change happened in the art room.

Water droplets fell from the top of his head. Chen Ge reached out to touch them, and he realized that it was not water but blood.

The air turned damp, and a heavy stench appeared. Blood seeped out from the wall, and bloody footprints that deepened appeared on the ground.

The normal world appeared to be overlapping with another blood red world. All the paintings in the art room became twisted. A black shadow suddenly jumped out from one of the paintings and charged at the door.

The figure looked familiar to Chen Ge. He immediately stopped what he was doing, grabbed the nails, and rammed at the door at full speed.

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